Life just keeps kicking me even though I'm already down.
I... I just don't know how to express this pain and anguish. Words are not enough!
Woo Bin-ah has been spending a lot more time with that curly haired bastard, Jun Pyo than with me. He doesn't even come by to see me anymore. He also seems rather distant lately. I knew he stopped caring for me as soon as I lost use of my hand.
Even Ga Eul-yang has not been hanging around the studio like she usually does.
Heh (that is the sound of my bitter laugh Dear LJ) without the use of my hand I am nothing.
So I've been spending a lot of time by myself wallowing in self-pity, guilt, sadness and regret in my darkened studio.
The cold dark studio is exactly like my heart.
Dear LJ, am I just not worthy of love?